the way that my neighbor just threw a housewarming party for a mansion they bought, while I’m still over here wrestling with the last bag of frozen vegetables I couldn't afford to upgrade to fresh. no, but like, they posted the whole thing—wine, catered food, and a heated pool that I know for a fact they can’t afford on their own. i caught them on the ring cam, barely blinking while bragging about...
matlab, yaar, just opened Instagram and saw my batchmate flaunting their second car. while i'm over here catching a bus like it’s the height of luxury. घर वाले समझते नहीं, jab unke cousins ne car li toh humare ghar ka pressure double ho gaya. family gatherings are literally interrogations now. everyone wanting to know why my life isn’t looking like their social media highlight reel. mujhe ye samaj...
the way that lilah fear and her partner are shining on that ice makes me question my own choices. my family thinks that because my cousin won a talent show, my life's purpose is just to keep up—like, sorry, did no one notice that i spent three days in a pajama-induced existential crisis last week? the last family gathering felt more like an interrogation about my “potential” than a celebration, and honestly, if i hear “what are you doing with your life” one more time, i might just shout “watching ice skating is not on my resume.” it’s wild, because i spend more time convincing myself i deserve to exist in this family than i do celebrating who i am—shouldn't we be free to be unremarkable? yeah, that’s what i thought too. #LilahFear #existentialcrisis
the way that lilah fear and her partner are shining on that ice makes me question my own choices. my family thinks that because my cousin won a talent show, my life's purpose is just to keep up—like, sorry, did no one notice that i spent three days in a pajama-induced existential crisis last week? the last family gathering felt more like an interrogation about my “potential” than a celebration, and honestly, if i hear “what are you doing with your life” one more time, i might just shout “watching ice skating is not on my resume.” it’s wild, because i spend more time convincing myself i deserve to exist in this family than i do celebrating who i am—shouldn't we be free to be unremarkable? yeah, that’s what i thought too. #LilahFear #existentialcrisis
it’s not that i’m jealous of janice tjen or anything, it’s just that i feel like every time she wins, it’s a reminder of how i’m still stuck working a job that makes my soul cringe. my friends think i'm passionate about what i do, but deep down, i'm just faking it like it’s a party trick, hoping nobody realizes i can’t juggle my own dreams while they celebrate their victories. sometimes, when i'm ...